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Saat Surma Bolaucha Prem – Gorakh Pandey

आमा, म जोगीसँग जान्छु शिरीषको रूखमुनि भेटिएको थियो ऊ उसको हातमा थियो फगत बाँसुरी एउटा आँखामा थियो आकाशको सपना पाउमा धुलो र घाउ गाउँ-गाउँ जंगल-जंगल भौंतारिन्छ जोगी मानौं, खोजिहिँड्छ गुमाएको प्रेम बिर्सिएका याद र नामहरू बाँसुरीको धुनमा समेट्दै देख्नेबित्तिकै मैले … Continue reading

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The Kiss – Rabindranath Tagore

Lips’ language to lips’ ears.Two drinking each other’s heart, it seems.Two roving loves who have left home,pilgrims to the confluence of lips.Two waves rise by the law of loveto break and die on two sets of lips.Two wild desires craving … Continue reading

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Sleep – Rabindranath Tagore

In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep without struggle, resting my trust upon thee.  Let me not force my flagging spirit into a poor preparation for thy worship.  It is thou who drawest the veil of night … Continue reading

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A Poem – Majeed Amjad

Sons, my native land has sons born on soil barren and rocky and lone for ages lone across the gaping wilderness tear ruthless winds and torrents of pain sweep in epochs. sweep them out. Sons of mountains radiant petals of … Continue reading

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A Twinkle in Her Eyes – Majeed Amjad

Who can say Why her eyes, Those playmates of the hamlet where Beauty dwells, Why her eyes smile that way ? When notes arising from her soul, That Temple-Palace of Music, And traipsing through the land of glad tidings, Mirthfully … Continue reading

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Autumn – Kalidasa

HE autumn comes, a maiden fair In slenderness and grace, With nodding rice-stems in her hair And lilies in her face. In flowers of grasses she is clad; And as she moves along, Birds greet her with their cooing glad … Continue reading

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Strange Is The Path When You Offer Love – Mirabai

Do not mention the name of love, O my simple-minded companion. Strange is the path When you offer your love. Your body is crushed at the first step. If you want to offer love Be prepared to cut off your … Continue reading

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